Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what was wrong, but he could feel what Mike was doing. When the fuselage was tilting backward, he had two choices. One was to return to the driving cabin immediately to see what was going on. To be honest, it was a bit difficult, because the plane had begun to climb upwards and there were no ladders on the floor, so it was not easy to go back. The other was to find a place where you could fix yourself and wait until the plane's posture recovered.

Generally speaking, the first choice is more about Ye Zhiqiu's appetite. He has never been a person who likes to wait. This is also the reason why he has good shooting ability but never wants to be a sniper in action. In fact, his most annoying task is lurking. But at this moment, he didn't even hesitate for a moment and made the third choice, he wanted to be with his soldiers.

Ye Zhiqiu threw Carlos and others down and jumped out of the helicopter to stay with Jill. This practice caused some controversy, but whether it was right or wrong, it was Ye Zhiqiu's own choice. When danger came, he would always choose the more dangerous side. Now it was time to make a choice, so he rushed towards the still open hatch door without hesitation.

The downward process is not smooth, and the inclination angle is too large, even he cannot stand firm, so basically, he is worthy of the word rolling and crawling. Fortunately, both sides of the tail hatch door are hung with steel cables. In order not to drag on the ground when the plane lands, it is not completely put down. There is an upward inclination angle, so when Ye Zhiqiu fell on the hatch door, the downward momentum finally slowed down.

For Ye Zhiqiu, this was enough. He reached out to support the hatch door and jumped off the plane.

When the plane was pulled up, Carlos did not notice that Ye Zhiqiu had not yet come down. Although he felt that the time for the plane was pulled up was a little earlier than when he was training, in the battlefield environment, he could not guarantee that he could always accurately judge the time. Whether it was parachute landing or aircraft landing, the time before gathering the troops was the most dangerous. Although he never doubted Ye Zhiqiu's ability to complete the combat plan, at least, as a paratrooper, he had no reason to hope that he could find superior officers at all times. That's why some people said that paratroopers were elite, because they always had to be ready to fight without any officers - and were still behind enemy lines.

Carlos gathered at least six players, four of whom were a group of players who came down with him in the first wave. They completed their tasks well, but soon, Carlos was not so happy. The team member in front of him knelt on the street on one knee, holding a gun in his right hand, and because of the center of gravity, his body showed a certain angle.

Carlos ran to him quickly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I guess my arm is broken, sir." The soldier replied loudly, at least the sound sounds reassuring. Carlos glanced at his lower left arm. The plane drop was a high-risk job, and the level of danger was definitely higher than the stock market. It was obvious that he hit something after jumping out of the plane, but at least he was glad that the thing did not hit his head. But this was not good news. Someone was injured, which meant that his combat power would be discounted.

Carlos turned around in place, squatted beside the soldiers, and shouted: "Move, keep moving, leave the rest to me." According to the training outline, the soldiers who left the plane later had to provide cover for the soldiers who landed in front of him, because the soldiers in front had to join the battle earlier and consumed much more mental and physical strength, so Carlos had to take over the task of the injured soldiers.

The soldier had no argument. On the battlefield, any hesitation was fatal. He had to obey the officer's orders, so he immediately stood up and ran backwards with the soldiers who kept passing them. At this moment, ac-130 used his machine's belly to break the burning flame and made a loud noise.

Even Carlos couldn't help but look back and saw a black shadow falling down at the tail of the plane being pulled up. "God." A soldier shouted: "What is that?"

"Hope is not a human being." Carlos answered silently in his heart.

When Ye Zhiqiu jumped out of the cabin, the flames splashed everywhere. He was condescending and had a good chance to glance at the battlefield under him. Then he found out that he was at least five meters above the ground, "very very strong." Ye Zhiqiu thought: "This time he pulled up very decisively, and the only thing he had was himself."

Under normal circumstances, Ye Zhiqiu should throw away the m4a1 in his hand and keep it empty-handed to avoid being hit by the assault stepper to smash his chin. However, Ye Zhiqiu was not willing to do so. The m4 has always been known for being delicate. If it falls on the ground and breaks, he can only use a pistol. Although he is still better than the lieutenant in the brothers' company, Ye Zhiqiu may not think so.

He put the rifle across his abdomen, tightened his abdomen hard, and adjusted his body posture. Before the movement could be completed, his feet had already touched the ground.

If this action is done, Ye Zhiqiu's best result is to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, so when his toes hit the ground, Ye Zhiqiu rolls back with a rifle in his arms.

It seems that he is much better than the injured soldier. At least ten meters away, he did not hit anything except a zombie that happened to pass by. In order to avoid the splashing flames, the zombie just lay down next to the street. As soon as he stood up, he was knocked away by Ye Zhiqiu. The zombie let out a sad roar and fell into a window on the street unwillingly.

Before he hit the zombie, Ye Zhiqiu had already reduced his inertia, so he could adjust his posture in time and not get injured in this impact. After carrying the zombie on his shoulder, he jumped up and shot two other zombies in succession through the rifle. Then he looked up at the situation beside him, turned around and ran backward.

When Carlos saw Ye Zhiqiu, they also gathered all eight soldiers. Ye Zhiqiu was grabbing the injured soldier's arm to check his injuries. There was a lack of medical talents in the control area, and there were no medical soldiers in the team, so he could only let Ye Zhiqiu work part-time. The soldier screamed, and then Ye Zhiqiu's voice sounded: "It's okay, it's just a dislocated one, but it's best to let this arm rest for a while and don't let it get tired."

While gasping, Carlos walked into the defensive circle that the soldiers had temporarily established and asked, "What should I do now?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him, and when he saw the dusty Carlos, he probably didn't have much better image: "We have to find the zombies before they kill the survivors here." He glanced at the soldiers around him and said loudly: "If you find it impossible, stick to it until dawn."
Chapter completed!